maybe he’d just make a simple mistake and reveal something that would help me figure things out. But he didn’t say anything, he just laughed. If Dean and Penn were in this truck, why hadn’t they tried to communicate with us somehow? Do something to let us know they were here? I was glad to be with Sienna but I was worried that we had been separated from Dean and Penn. How would we ever find them again in this random area we weren’t even familiar with ourselves? The truck continued to bounce down the road for a long time. We hadn’t been moving all that fast based on how the wind was blowing my hair and hitting my face. I had no way of knowing how much time had actually elapsed, but if I had to guess it had been a solid thirty minutes since we had been kidnapped from the trailer. I opened my mouth to speak but snapped it shut when the truck started to slow down. The truck jerked as the driver shifted it into park before it had come to a complete stop. “Let’s go,” the guy next to me said as he grabbed me by the elbow and practically dragged me across the bed of the truck. “As if I have a choice,” I said moving my arm hoping he’d loosen his grip just so I wouldn’t have bruises from his fingers digging into me. He laughed, “That’s right… you don’t.” “Ease up a little would you? I’m obviously going with you,” I complained, but he didn’t bother to loosen his grip even a little. That same chuckle I’d heard earlier erupted from somewhere nearby. I wanted to smack Mr. Chuckles across the face. Somehow without even having seen or talked to him, I knew that to be true based only on his laugh. He seemed to think that pain and misery was amusing. I was forced to take another step forward but when I did there was nothing underneath my foot. It felt as though I was falling. My stomach jumped into my chest as I waited for my body to hit the ground. But instead, someone on the ground was reaching up to help me down. Since I couldn’t see anything the whole thing felt scary. The guy on the ground wrapped his arms around my middle and even though he was helping I fought against him. I didn’t want to make kidnapping me seem easy. I fought against him even when my feet were on solid ground. My body swayed because I felt disoriented. The guy on the ground didn’t care that I felt dizzy, it only made him hold my arm tighter. Instead of asking him to stop, I clenched my teeth and pretended it didn’t hurt. “This way,” someone said, and I felt like Sienna was near me. It was almost as if after all this time with her I could sense her. But I didn’t sense Dean or Penn, so for all I knew it was all in my head and she wasn’t actually there with me. I heard the squeak of a door opening, and could tell by the change in lighting we were being taken inside a building. We walked for a short while before I heard another door and I was led down a flight of stairs. Then I was led down another long hallway before I was practically thrown inside what felt like an empty room. It was silent and cold. And I didn’t like it. My breathing started to speed up as I became increasingly worried about what was going to happen. I imagined I was inside some kind of kill room. Was this how I was going to leave the world after all I’d be through? Murdered by a group of lunatics in some dank and dreary basement. A room that I couldn’t even see because my head was covered with a cloth bag of some sort? There was no way I was going to die like this. Not without a good fight anyway. I started swinging my shoulders as if I could somehow break free or at the very least take someone out with my lethal shoulders. But all I managed to do was wear myself out. “Hey!” I yelled as something was pushed into me. “It’s just me,” Sienna said as I reflexively tried to reach my hand out to her. But of course I couldn’t move them. “OK… OK…,” I said trying to keep myself calm. I wasn’t dead yet. Maybe